The quiet forces that change the flowers out are doing it again. About every so often they take out the flowers in all of the public places and replant with beautiful ones more suited to the temperature and waterfall of "that" season.
I noticed in the last few days that new ones were emerging in the public beds, perfectly planted in a symetrical way and color keyed to please the eye.
If I am near one of the gardeners who take the posies out and put the posies in, I thank them.
I so love the flowers and trees and bushes and beds and birds and dogs and older people who bloom here.
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It is better to laugh than to cry.
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